Hookers and Hesitation

Ok, here we go again.  I landed at Gatwick, took my luggage to Lo Zio's for the porter to hold and tubed it to Canary Wharf to pick up Matteo's house keys.  I despise the escalators and had only gotten 2 hours sleep on the flight.  I got lost (of course) so called mia bestia to meet me near the tube.  Stroppy Gattina!  My mood melted into a warm fear and hope combo as he walked quickly across the square and kissed me.   We got an espresso and chatted about logistics.  I was nervous and tired but he made me smile.  I've got a surprise for you later, he said.  We'll be going out for sushi tonight and my friend, Janette, will be joining us.  

Sorry kids, gotta finish this post tomorrow and finish cooking dinner...